Z-baby: Daddy, you need to be more constricable.

Engineer Dad: What’s that?

Z-baby: Constricable means kinda like an artist.

Engineer Dad: So I’m somewhat artistic already, but I need to be more.

Z-Baby: Yes, more constricable.

Several hours later:
Z-baby: God can make the world out of nothing so he’s an artist.

Me: So does that mean God is constricable?

Z-baby: Yes, ’cause He’s an artist.

You heard it here first, guys. One of God’s attributes is that He’s constricable.